Obviously, my commitment to blogging is about on par with my commitment to my garden. I start out strong, then lose steam.  Maybe that's my problem: I need to set up the garden, then delegate the day-to-day boredom of weeding.

I planted more zinnias and also a few sunflowers. They may interfere with the sun on my tomatoes, if they actually take root and grow.  I have something else growing which could be another tomato or maybe that cherry pit finally sprouted.  Perhaps, it's just a weed--we'll have to wait and see.

A friend recently pointed out that I killed every plant I ever had in my four years of college. But I'm a different person--food is at stake here.  Or I can just own up to the fact that I really, truly have a black thumb and no wishing or hoping is going to make it otherwise.

I saw these flowers a few weeks ago in the apron space between the sidewalk & the street.  I didn't want to pull them up because they might be something cool.  As the weeks pass, I'm vaguely remembering that I may actually have transplanted some lily bulbs from the back yard to the front yard.  I think these may be lilies of some sort. What's interesting is that I have so many more than I had in the back yard.   I'm not sure what the flowers will look like. There are some other strange things growing as well that may be other lilies.  In any case, I will have to wait until they bloom.  It's only May, but the lilacs are done, the forsythia are finished, the azealas are dead for the season.  The lilies haven't even started.

On another, positive note, my husband helped my cage my blueberry bushes.  The birds ate every single one last year before they even turned blue!  I haven't worn him down planting the corn, yet, though.  He's very particular about where to plant things.  Tomorrow, tomorrow....

It's Mother's Day & I refuse to mow the lawn.  Is that selfish of me?  I'll be thrilled to it tomorrow--is it supposed to rain? I hope not.